erros

An album of lavish residuals, erros is a “somewhat song … in the last of the light, the disassembling light. ” Schuldt’s rich play with language is always aware—painfully aware, erotically aware—of its mortal stakes. These are the poems Hopkins would have written were Hopkins a skeleton, a faint web of salt on a dirty stone, a “nakeshift, ” a “sakesbelieve. ” And with Hopkins’s sense of humor, too: such delight in the final turning of a phrase, a body, a breath. erros is, in Schuldt’s perfect reckoning, “l=u=n=g=u=a=g=e” made “violable—hollow-bright. ” — G. C. Waldrep

© 2013 Parlor Press, LLC (Rafbók): 9781602353787

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Rafbók: 4 augusti 2013